4 comments/ 83042 views/ 13 favorites Joe's Weekend Ch. 01 By: bigcin87 "Oh fuck yeah." I moaned out loud as I slowly fed the 2 inch thick 8 inch long dildo into my tight ass. I was home alone after getting home from school and I was really enjoying myself. I had my other hand wrapped around my thick long cock jacking it slowly as I fucked myself in the ass with the dildo. My slim athletic body squirmed and bucked all around my bed as I drove myself into ecstasy. "Mm yeah." I grunted laying flat on my bed, pushing my cock into my sheets and pushing the dildo deeper into my ass. "Joe?" I suddenly heard a voice say from my bedroom door. The low rasp of the voice told me instantly who it was. "Dad." I blurted out, quickly pulling the dildo out of my ass and hiding it behind me, only to realize that my cock was standing proudly at attention. He merely sighed and walked away. A second later I heard his bedroom door click shut and then there was silence. I wondered why he didn't say anything. Was he angry or disappointed? I sighed and laid down on my bed. I wondered why he didn't say anything or when he decided to say anything, what verbal lashing I was in for. I grabbed the dildo and a towel and started cleaning it off. I was still rock hard and slightly horny but didn't feel comfortable finishing. I put my dildo away in my closet and began putting my clothes back on. I slipped my red and black gym shorts up my legs and over my cock. I grabbed my old white basketball shirt and pulled it down over my head. As soon as I opened my eyes I saw my dad standing in the doorway again. "Dinner's at six." He simply said and walked downstairs. I sighed again and followed after my dad. "Dad wait up." I said. Dad stopped at the bottom of the stairs and turned around, looking at me with that face of disappointment. "Look, I'm sorry that you saw that. I guess the cat is out of the bag." I shrugged my shoulders, throwing my hands up. "I'm gay." My dad sighed and looked down at the floor. I could see his face getting red but he simply said, "We'll talk about it later." He walked away from the stairs and into the kitchen. I turned around and walked back upstairs to my room. I collapsed on my bed and closed my eyes, my mind twisted in anxiety and confusion. Soon the smell of chili drifted up to my room. I opened my eyes and looked at my clock. It was ten till six. I rolled out of bed and headed downstairs. Dad was sitting in front of the television eating a bowl of chili. "Hey." He said as I walked into the living room. "I tried calling you, the chili finished earlier than I expected." "I fell asleep." I said walking into the kitchen. "It smells great." "I tried something new, tell me if you taste it." I ladled some chili into a bowl and put some cheese and crackers on it. I took a bite of the hot spicy chili, tasting for the difference. "Man, it tastes great but I can't figure it out." "I used venison instead of beef." He simply said taking another bite. "Oh yeah." I chuckled. "I never would have guessed. It tastes great." "Yeah. A buddy of mine down at the factory got a nice buck on a hunting trip last weekend. He gave me 5 pounds of his chuck." "Nice." I said. I found it weird that my dad seemed to have forgotten about what happened earlier today. I didn't want to rehash it so I enjoyed the chili and TV with him. Soon ten o' clock rolled around. "Well, I'm off to bed." My dad yawned. "Good night son." He said walking upstairs to his room. I was bewildered how suddenly he put it out of his mind. I sat back on the couch flipping through the channels thinking about what mom would have said. My mom left my dad when I was just a baby. They said it was because the flame went out and they needed to see other people but I knew there was some secret they were holding back from me. My dad was a big muscular man and very cute and judging from the size of my member, he was probably well endowed as well. My mom was also a very beautiful woman, looking young for her age. They were a perfect couple and it baffled me why they split up. I turned off the TV and put the remote on the coffee table. Maybe it was best that I just went to bed and forgot about today. The bell rang to end the day. A massive flood of students filled the hallways of Shayler High and I was right in the middle of them, working my way toward the door. Dad was working late today so I was hoping to finish what I had started yesterday. My cock was rock hard all day long and second period gym class didn't help much. We were all in the locker room changing out of our gym clothes and back into our street clothes when I spied out of the corner of my eye Brad Smith's rock hard cock bulging out from his thin white boxer briefs. Our lockers were right next to each other's since the beginning of the school year and I knew when I first saw Brad take his shirt off, it was going to be a good year indeed. Brad was the captain of the football team. He had buzzed blond hair, a massive muscular frame and from what I discovered today, a very large penis. I could almost see it through the thin cotton fabric of his boxer briefs, the head bulging atop the thick shaft that ran down to his full sack. I thought I was going to blow my load when I saw the tiny wet spot from the precum that was seeping from his member. "So, Joe, what are your plans for the weekend?" Brad said noticing my eyes locked onto his cock. "Oh uh." I said startled, paranoid that he saw me gawking at his rod. "The usual, sleep." I chuckled. Brad laughed and walked closer to me, leaning into my ear. "There's a party Saturday night at my uncle's cabin. You should come." He said giving me a light tap on my shoulder with the back of his hand. "Um, sure." I said. Suddenly the bell rang. Brad quickly whipped a piece of paper out from one of his binders and a pen from his backpack and furiously wrote his number down. "Call me in the afternoon for directions." He said handing the paper to me. "I'll do that." I said looking at the paper. I looked back up and Brad was making his way toward the door. Brad and I talked but weren't really best friends so it surprised me that he invited me to his uncle's cabin. I shrugged and put the piece of paper in my pocket. As I walked to the parking lot, fingering around in my pocket for my keys, I ran into George, one of my best friends, the first person I came out to. "Hey Joe!" He yelled running up to me. "Hey George." "So I saw you talking with Brad in the locker room." He said with a devious tone in his voice. "Yeah, there's a party going on at his uncle's cabin." I said looking at him. "Why do you ask?" "You haven't heard?" George said throwing his hands up in the air. The best way to describe George was to say, no fire department in the western hemisphere could put him out. In fact the firemen would probably make it worse. "No I guess not." I laughed. "The rumor going around is Brad has a certain affinity for the male persuasion." "You mean..." "You better show up at that cabin Joe." George said pointing his finger at me. "Or it might just turn out to be a party of one." George pranced off, disappearing into the crowd of students moving toward their cars. I pulled my keys out of my pocket and opened the door to my black Pontiac. I started it up and waited for the row of parking spaces that I was in to be released. I wondered if what George said was true. My mind drifted to a fantasy of Brad and I at his uncle's cabin making passionate love by the fireplace. Our naked young bodies pressed against each other's as we lay on his uncle's bearskin rug, our lips fused together with lust. I snapped out of it when I heard Mr. Pierce yelling at me to go. "Sorry." I said waving my hand and dropping my transmission into drive. I drove away with my cock straining for release. I drove as fast as I could to get home so I could free the beast. My tires squealed as I whipped the Pontiac into the driveway. I got my books from the back seat and hurried inside. As soon as I was inside I threw my books down on the table and ran upstairs to my room. I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it on the floor. I quickly undid my jeans and let them fall around my ankles. I slowly pulled down my black boxer briefs and moaned a sigh of relief as my thick cock sprang free. "Oh yeah." I moaned running my hand slowly up and down my cock. I quickly headed over to my closet and got my dildo out. I jacked my cock as I wrapped my lips around the dildo, imagining that it was Brad's member in my mouth. I grabbed my lube from the closet and crawled onto my bed. I slicked the dildo up with my hand before pressing it slowly against my tight hole. "Mm, uhh." I grunted until finally the dildo popped into me. "Shit." I gasped and slowly fed the dildo into my ass. I slid my other hand slowly down my abs to my dangling cock. I furiously ran my hand all around my cock and balls, squeezing them as I slid the dildo in and out of my ass. "Joe." I heard my Dad's voice again, only this time it was more subtle. I quickly whipped my head around to look at the door. Before I could say anything I saw my Dad's muscular body walking into my room. His massive chest was heaving, his rock hard abs crunching just above the white cotton towel that was wrapped around his waist. I noticed a humungous bulge in the towel and knew that he was very excited. "Dad?" I asked, lying motionless and exposed on my bed. "Looks like you need some help." He said walked up to my bed. With one quick motion he undid the towel and let it fall to the floor. I gasped as his thick rock hard cock sprang free. He reached his hand out and took hold of the dildo still lodged in my ass. "You like them big." He said. I was speechless. "Oh shit." I gasped as he drove the dildo deeper than I ever could into my ass. "Mm fuck." "Do you like that?" He moaned driving the cock into me. "Oh god yes." I whimpered. "Have you ever been fucked in the ass by a real cock?" My dad asked looking down at my now sweaty twisted face. "No." I simply whimpered. My dad slowly slid the dildo out of my ass until it popped out. He walked behind me and grabbed my cheeks, pulling them apart and stretching my asshole open. "Look at the tight hole." He moaned. "Oh fuck me Dad." I whimpered. I felt the head of his cock press against my hole and quickly felt his cock start to slide up in me. "Oh yeah." He grunted. "You're so tight." "Oh my god." I whimpered as he drove his cock deeper in my ass. "That feels so good." "Mm yeah." Suddenly he started giving me quick little pumps in the ass, his breathing was getting heavier. "I'm going to cum." He grunted giving me another huge thrust he held his cock deep inside my ass. "Oohh" I moaned feeling his hot juices flowing inside of me. He pulled his cock out and I felt his man juice slowly dripping from my fucked hole down to my balls. I reached my hand down and rubbed his sperm all over my rock hard cock. "Oh yeah." I moaned. "It's my turn." Dad said crawling next to me on the bed. I laid on my side as he did the same. I wrapped my arm around him, pressing out bodies close together. He bent his leg up, spreading his cheeks just enough for my thick cock to find his hole. I pressed against him until my cock penetrated him. "Oh fuck." He yelped as I drove my cock into him. "Mmm" My hand drifted down to his hung cock. I couldn't believe I was fucking my Dad's asshole and gripping his dangling cock that was in my hole just a minute ago. I drove my cock in and out of his ass hard and fast while I furiously groped at his cock. "Fuck me son." Dad grunted, reaching his hand behind my butt, forcing me deeper into him. I fucked him as fast and hard as I could. Suddenly all the sexual tension that was built up inside of me came flooding out. "Oh god, I'm going to cum." I grunted. "Let me have it." He moaned pressing his hand harder on my ass. I drove my cock deep inside of his ass and closed my eyes, feeling the tension finally explode out of me. I shot my load deep in his ass for what seemed like an hour before finally letting my soft cock slide out of him. "Oh god yes." I sighed, resting my head on his shoulder. "That was amazing." Dad said turning his head toward mine. Our lips met nervously in a quick kiss. "I hope I didn't..." I knew what he was going to say and I didn't feel awkward at all. I answered him by quickly locking my lips onto his. Our hands slid behind each other as we embraced, holding our bodies tightly together. I loved the feeling of his muscular arms cradling my thin soft naked body against his gruff rippled body. "It was the best I have ever had." I said breaking the kiss. "But I never knew you were gay." "Well, bisexual." Dad said holding me tight. "Is that why you and mom split up?" "Well, among other things, but yes it was one of the reasons. I had mentioned to her once that I had sex with another guy and then she suddenly thought that I was gay and didn't love her." My dad ran the back of his fingers down my cheek, gazing into my eyes. "I did love her and loved her even more when we had you." "So why did you split up?" I asked. "The fire just went out." He simply said. "We drifted apart and thought it was best if we went our separate ways." He kissed me on the lips again. "It doesn't mean that I love you any less." I laughed. "I know dad, I'm not a kid anymore." I looked down his at our bodies held tightly together, feeling the warmth between us. "So is that why you didn't say anything yesterday?" "To be honest." My dad said with a slight laugh. "I already knew you were gay." "What?" I had no idea. "Well, I had to get on your computer one day while you were at school to look something up. I must have accidentally pressed a button but it brought up your browser history." He chuckled. "I never seen so many cocks in my life." I blushed and looked away. "But when I saw that I knew you were obviously interested in that lifestyle and I was okay with that. When I saw you yesterday, it really didn't surprise me." "So why did you say we would talk about it later?" I asked. "And how did you get home and undressed so fast?" "I parked my truck on the street behind the house and walked through the backyard. I wanted to, I don't know, surprise you." I laughed and kissed him again. "You did." There was a moment of silence as both of us took in what just happened. We had finally bonded, be it unorthodox to some; to us we had finally come clean with each other. "I need a shower." I said grabbing my Dad's arm. "Come on." I winked. Joe's Weekend Ch. 02 The sun was shining brightly into my bedroom window as my eyes squinted open. I sat up and let out a long yawn, stretching my arms high above my head. I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock beside my bed. 11:30. I tossed the covers off of my naked body and rolled out of bed. I found it funny that I would always put at least my gym shorts on before walking to the bathroom but now I can just let it all hang out. I walked into the bathroom and was immediately struck by the thick cloud of steam that was hanging in the air. As soon as I got done with my morning ritual, I heard the shower shut off and the shower door slide open. "Good morning Joe." Dad gingerly stepped out of the shower onto the black bathmat. He grabbed his towel from the rack and began toweling off his buff body. "Good morning Dad." I said washing my hands in the sink, watching him out of the corner of my eye. Dad finished toweling off and put the towel back on the rack. He walked up beside me at the sink and cleared the condensation off of the mirror. "So, any plans for today?" He said fixing his hair. "Yeah, I'm going to go to a party at a friends house." I said. "That's cool." My dad looked at me with a stern eye. "You're not going to be drinking are you?" "No." I knew the routine and the interrogation I was in for. "Drugs?" "No." "Hookers?" I laughed. "No dad." "Prank phone calls?" My dad said cracking a smile. "Well, maybe one or two." I chuckled. My dad laughed and rested his hand on my shoulder. I looked up in his eyes as he did mine. "I'm serious son." He said patting my shoulder. "No drinking, no smoking, no drugs." "I know dad." I grabbed my jeans off the floor from yesterday and dug around in the pocket for the piece of paper with Brad's number on it. I pulled it out and picked my phone up from my desk and dialed the number. Suddenly, as I held the phone up to my ear and heard the first ring, butterflies started swarming in my stomach and a wave of nervousness came over me. "Hello?" Brad answered. I loved the sound of his voice. It was kind of a raspy mellow voice that suited him well. "Hey Brad, it's Joe." I said trying not to sound nervous. "Joe." Brad simply said. "I didn't think you were going to call." Suddenly George's finger came into my mind, pointing at me telling me to go to the cabin. "So, is that party still on at the cabin?" "Uh, yeah, if you still want to go." Brad said. I could sense a flicker of nervousness in his voice. "Yeah." I said. "Cool man." Brad said. "So, I guess you want to take the highway and get off at exit thirteen. It's kind of a drive from there, you go up into the reserve and take a road marked ten." "Okay." I said writing down the last bit of the directions. "What time should I be there?" "Five O' Clock?" Brad asked. "Sure." I said. "Alright man, I'll see you there." "Later." I said closing the phone. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh feeling relieved that Brad even answered. I quickly opened my phone again and dialed George. "Hello?" George's hello was like Mrs. Doubtfire had answered the phone. "Hey George, it's Joe." "Joe." George said in the same falsetto voice. "Have you gone to the cabin yet." He asked in a serious manner. "I'm going at five." I said. "This is so exciting." George squealed. "I was talking to some more people and that rumor is getting more and more credible." "Did he come out or something?" "Apparently someone from the football team went to pay Brad a visit at his house." George went on. "When the fellow teammate let himself into Brad's house, he found Brad staring at two sexy studs doing the dirty on his computer screen." I laughed. "That had to be embarrassing." George gasped. "I wonder if the teammate and Brad...you know." I could tell George was going to faint from the blood loss to his brain. "I don't know George. Hey, I have to go get ready for tonight." "Joe, you sexy stud, you tell me everything that happens tonight." George demanded. "You know it." I said. "I'll talk to you later." "Bye." I hung up my phone and put it on my computer desk. The excitement was killing me and the anticipation was building. I couldn't wait for five o' clock. I stepped out of the shower and grabbed my towel off the rack. I slowly ran the towel down my body. Feeling the soft cotton against my body, drifting down my abs and around my hung cock brought back the excitement that I was feeling all day. I quickly headed out of the bathroom to my bedroom to get my clothes on. I looked at the clock, ten till four. I quickly went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and gel my hair. I decided to wear a little bit of cologne, not much but just a hint. I headed downstairs. "Alright dad, I'm off to the party." "Okay son." Dad said. "Remember, no drinking, no smoking... "And no drugs." I completed his sentence. "Bye dad." We kissed and I was out the door. I finally found the road marked ten and turned my Pontiac down the gravel road. The road was pitted with ruts and potholes, my poor Pontiac felt like it was going to shake apart. Finally I crept up on a cabin that sat nestled into the towering trees around it, looking like a Thomas Kincade painting. I pulled into the driveway and parked. I sighed, trying to get the nervousness to go away. I suddenly noticed that there was one other car pulled all the way in the back of the cabin. It was Brad's Jeep. George was right, I thought as I got out of my car. I walked up to the cabin and knocked on the wooden door. A second passed before Brad came to the door and opened it. I nearly gasped and lost my nut when I caught sight of what he was wearing. He had a white cotton robe loosely tied around his body and from what I could see he was very naked underneath. My eyes drifted from his bulging chest down to his rippled abs that were barely covered by the robe. "Hi Joe." Brad said welcoming me into the cabin. I walked in and looked around. The cabin was decorated with a plethora of wilderness related items. A buck's head hung on the wall above a mantle piece made of stone from the river. The tables and furniture were crafted from the very trees that stood around the cabin. "Nice cabin." I said looking at Brad. "Yeah, it's pretty nice." Brad said. "Do you want a drink?" "Sure." I said. "I'll start fixing the drinks. If you want to slip into something a little more comfortable, there's another robe in the bathroom." Brad flashed a smile at me before walking over to the bar to poor some drinks. "Sure." I said and walked toward the bathroom. Sure enough there was another white cotton robe hanging in the bathroom. I quickly stripped my clothes off and loosely wrapped the robe around my naked body. Brad was sitting on the couch holding his drink in one hand when I walked back into the living room. I sat down next to him and grabbed my drink from the coffee table. "This robe is comfortable." I said to break the silence. "I know. They feel so nice against your body, don't they?" Brad chuckled. "So where's the party at?" I asked. Brad sighed and looked down. "Okay, there's no party." "I know." I sat my drink down on the table and noticed a pack of cigarettes and lighter sitting there. "You smoke?" I asked. "Yeah. I'll have one every so often." Brad said. "Mind if I bum one?" I really wasn't a smoker but I did like to smoke one every once in a while. "Yeah man." Brad grabbed the pack and pinched two out of the pack. He passed me one and held the lighter up to light my cigarette. I inhaled the silky white smoke into my lungs and slowly exhaled it. "So, stop me if I'm out of place." I said nervously. "There's a rumor going around..." "I know." Brad said stopping my sentence. He looked down and then sheepishly looked me, his cute face twisted in a confused state. "That's kind of why I invited you up here." He said. "So is it true?" I asked bluntly, turning my body towards him, letting the robe hang off my body a little bit to reveal myself. I noticed Brad glancing up and down my body. "Yeah." He said. "Tommy, our QB stopped over at my place to drop something off when he walked in on me, you know." Brad sighed. "Next thing I know I walk into school and everyone is looking at me differently." I didn't know what to say. "That's harsh." I finally said. "I know." "So you're gay then?" I asked. "I'm not sure." Brad said. "I like women but I find men to be more attractive." "Have you ever kissed a guy before?" I asked. "No." Brad said. I put my drink down and leaned in closer to Brad. Our eyes met, locking into each other's lust and excitement. I could tell Brad was nervous so I slowly crept in until our lips met in a soft kiss. I backed away and looked at Brad, his eyes still closed. "I've never felt this way before." Brad said. I leaned in again, this time our lips locked in a passionate kiss. I snuck my hand into Brad's robe, caressing his chest and drifting down his side. Brad suddenly broke the kiss and backed away. "I don't know." He blurted out. "I'm sorry Brad." I said thinking that I crossed the line. "No." Brad looked at me. "You're a great guy. It's just, I don't know about being gay." "What do you mean?" I asked. "I'm the captain of the football team." Brad said throwing his hands up in the air. "There's a lot of peer pressure on me. I don't know if I can be gay." I rested my hand on Brad's exposed knee and started moving up his thigh. "Brad." I said looking into his eyes. "You can be who you want to be. If you think your gay, then accept it, no matter what anyone else says." "I don't think I can do it." Brad said, resting his face in his hands. "You know what happened when I came out?" I said getting up from the couch and walking over to the bar. "I was nervous just like you. I really wanted to keep it a secret but I knew the secret was going to come out sooner or later. So I decided to come out to everyone I knew, telling them that I was gay." "What happened then?" Brad asked accepting the drink I handed him. I sat back down on the couch and took a sip from my drink. "I lost a lot of friends." I said thinking of the bridges that were burnt because of my coming out. "But I gained a lot more." I set my drink down on the table. "When you come out, it's like you know who your real friends are. If someone you know can't deal with you being gay to the point where they never talk to you again, well, they really aren't a friend then." Brad looked at me, his beautiful blue eyes glistening. "You're right." He said. He laughed and looked at me. "You're a great guy." He said and finally leaned in and kissed me. "So are you." I said kissing him back, locking our lips again. This time Brad was the first to go exploring. I felt his hand drift up my thigh, straight to my now rock hard cock. My hand drifted down his side again and towards his member. I thought I was going to cum right then when I felt Brad's hand wrap around my cock and slowly drift up to my head, where he lightly traced his fingers around the tip, teasing me. His hand quickly came out of my robe and started undoing the belt that was loosely tied around my waist. I felt the robe open and I quickly broke our kiss to remove my robe. Brad quickly did the same, revealing his athletic muscular body, his thick long cock standing proudly against his rock hard abs. He threw his robe on the floor with mine and leaned back in for a kiss, this time forcing me to lie down on the couch. I felt our cocks rubbing against each other we held each other's bodies close. Brad was a great kisser, leaving me in a state of ecstasy. Brad started to drift down my body, kissing my neck, drifting down to my chest and nipples, he teethed and sucked them while his hand drifted back down to my cock. "Mm yeah." Running my hand through Brad's short blond hair and down his back, I moaned, lightly bucking my hips up against his body. "God, this feels so great." Brad said looking up at me. "Don't stop." I chuckled as he immediately went back to kissing my body with his soft warm lips. I found it weird that just a minute ago Brad wasn't sure if he was gay or not and now he was driving me straight to my orgasm with his soft kisses. Brad made his way down my abs and finally to my awaiting cock. Without hesitation he wrapped his lips around my cock and started sucking me in, inch by inch. "Oh fuck yes." I let out, resting my hand on the back of Brad's head. "Oh, that feels so good." "I take it I'm doing it right?" Brad chuckled going back down on me. "Oh yes." I moaned out. "Oh god yes." His tongue worked around my cock, sliding up and down my shaft and flicking the tip of my head. He popped my cock out of his mouth and ran his tongue down my shaft to my dangling balls. His tongue began to work my balls around as he sucked wildly at them. He slurped his tongue up the length of my shaft and started sucking me off again. I felt that familiar feeling start to rise within me. "Oh shit." I blurted out. "I'm going to cum." Brad started to suck me off harder and faster, waiting for my explosion in his mouth. "Oh yes." I grunted as the first streams of cum squirted into his mouth. "Mm yeah." I moaned unloading in Brad's mouth. Cum trickled out of Brad's lips, soaking my cock in my own nut. He swallowed and ran his tongue all around my cock, cleaning the nut off of me. He milked the last drop from my cock and looked up at me. "Was that good?" "Oh god, that was amazing." I moaned out trying to catch my breath. Brad slid up my body and locked his lips on mine. I could taste my cum still lingering in his mouth. "It's your turn." I said breaking the kiss. Brad and I switched positions so he was laying down and I was laying on top of his smooth toned body. I could feel his rock hard cock sliding up against my abs as I kissed him. I slowly kissed his neck and drifted down to his chest where I teased his erect nipples. Brad let out a sigh and a moan, nervously caressing my back with his hand as I moved down his abs to his cock. "Oh shit." He grunted when I took him into my mouth. I began flicking my tongue around the tip of his head and running it down his shaft. I slowly sucked the length of his cock into my mouth, moaning the whole way, sending vibrations through his body. "Oh my god." Brad gasped. "Oh yes, suck me Joe." I cupped his balls, squeezing them as I sucked the length of his cock down my throat. Brad was gasping and moaning with every breath he took. His hands furiously ran through my hair and down my back as I drove him wild. I loved sucking his thick long cock and all the noises that he made while I did it. "Oh my god." Brad gasped again. "I'm going to lose it." I braced for the blast of his cum but was too late. His cum bursted out into my mouth, his sweet juices running down my throat. I swallowed all I could and let some leak out from my lips while I still sucked his softening cock. "God that was great." Brad moaned. I kissed his hung cock before sliding my body up his for another kiss. We lay together on the couch, Brad wrapping his arms around my slim body, me resting my head on his massive chest. "That was the best blow job I've ever had." Brad chuckled. "Well, men know what men want." I laughed, tracing my finger around the curves of his chest. Brad held my body closer to his. "Thanks Joe." He said giving me a quick kiss. "For what?" I asked. "For showing me that being gay isn't bad at all, telling me to face my fears and most of all, for loving me." I kissed Brad again. "You're every gay man's dream." I laughed. "Really, am I?" "You're in touch with your emotions, you're cute and funny and most of all, you have a great body." I laughed. Brad laughed his cute chuckle and looked down at me. "You want another drink?" "I don't know, I'm driving." "Driving?" Brad laughed. "You're not driving anywhere mister." He said softly, kissing me. "Okay." I said kissing him back. "I will have that drink then." Brad got up from the couch and I sat back up, watching his cute ass walk over to the bar. I watched his body flex as he poured our drinks out. "How many times do you work out a day?" I said looking at his ripped body. Brad laughed. "I only work out a little bit, now and then." He said. "My mom says she's happy that she has a strong son like me. Can't wait to see her face when I tell her that I'm gay." He chuckled. "I'm sure she'll love you even more when you tell her." I looked down and pinched another cigarette from the pack and lit it up. "What about your father?" "He left when I was younger." Brad said. "It's just been my mother and I." "I'm sorry." I said. "Oh it's fine. Do you want to see a picture of her?" Brad asked. "Sure." Brad walked over to the stone mantle and took a picture off of it. He walked over to me and handed it to me along with my drink. I nearly spilled my drink all over myself when I saw the picture. I gasped and stood up, looking at the picture and then looking at Brad. "What's wrong?" Brad asked helping me sit back down on the couch. "This is your mom?" I asked. "Yeah, why?" Brad asked, his brow furrowed. I swallowed hard and looked up at Brad. "She's also mine."